Thursday, December 19, 2013

Ten Months

Today, Aaron would have been ten months old. As I sit here and cry, I find myself wishing that I had the time to devote to some writing today...as my soul is overloaded with things that need to be said. Unfortunately, I can only steal a moment away to share just a few thoughts.

My four-year-old caught me sniffling at the computer this morning as I was looking at pictures of Aaron and deciding which one to share with Facebook on what should have been his 'ten-month' birthday. And, of course, she asked why I was crying. As we've done each time before, I just let her know that Mommy missed Baby Aaron but that I would be okay in a few minutes. She placed her hand lovingly aside my face and said, "And God doesn't mind if you're sad about Baby Aaron? Because He understands."

I suppose He probably does, but I find myself struggling to understand. I find myself hoping against hope that I could find the innocence and the acceptance that our children seem to share so readily just when we need it most. The faith of a child really is something to be admired.

1 comment:

That is so sweet what your daughter said but it's heart breaking. I'm so sorry that you're having a hard time right now. You can always message me if you want. I too have hard times and this year for some reason Christmas really has me down. I don't know why but I really don't care about any holidays. It's just too hard with out my Baby. Big Momma Hugs to you, Katie!

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We received a diagnosis of anencephaly on October 9, 2012 for our third child. This blog is just one way to help me cope with everything that my family and I are facing. I also write with the hope that my words will help another family on their journey of loving, losing, and mourning their own child.